When the Fire Gets Hotter

The Fire. The Love that fires the sun, songwriter Bruce Cockburn calls It; The Force that the Jedi sage, Obi-Wan Kenobi, referred to when parting ways in Star Wars; the Tao that cannot be named.

“How, then,” you ask, “can that Fire get hotter?” Ah, the koan. It can’t, child. Yet, It does. It can burn hotter and hotter in me, in you, in the Great Collective called “WE”. And when WE heat up to the point of our inescapable, face-to-face and soul-to-soul mirroring for each other, one “tiny-great” point, the one that really matters, the one we have been waiting for “matters” (comes into being into the heart of the matter of you and me). And in this moment, the alchemy is complete. We have become still enough to know that I AM God. In that instant, the Love that Fires the sun expands.

Again, Young Skywalker, you question. “How is God’s expansion possible?” And the answer comes: “Because ours is.” The Fire gets hotter with your awakening, and The Force of a zazillion suns encompasses and expands and births the fire-in-the-heartbelly of one more sun – the awakened sun of you.

In her book, A Return to Love, Marianne Williamson says that it is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. She is oh-so-right. Being Light requires taking responsibility, means being able to respond, not react, when faced with chaos, horror, and all things “tragic”. What if it were true that every so-called tragedy is a gift to your disguised amnesia because it is a call to awaken to the real Real you? What if in the “tragedy” there were no victims, only the choices of souls to experience all-that-is for the purpose of appreciating and being All That Is? Oh, yes. I hear your screams about that one. Have no fear. You know what you are doing. You know what/who you are. Be still.

Young Sage, who are you, really? Are you the fear that runs this world? Are you walking through this world of wonder living in the separation mindset of greed, hatred, anger, pain, pity? Or do you see beyond the fear to the perfection in it all because of the ever-present possibility that the Fire’s promise of Awakening represents? Are you still preferring to envision yourself defenseless against a world of sorrows? Or are you piercing the cataracts of illusion that we willingly “grow” so that we can, ultimately, come to choose to see rightly? Little Prince, “it is only with the heart that one can see rightly.”*

Be still and know.

Be still and know that the Love That Imbues All Things With Itself, the Tao that cannot be named, is not static, is not simply watching from afar. WE are adding to it with every act of kindness, every moment of loving your sister AS YourSelf – Jedi Jesus’ clearest statement of Oneness.

There is only one of us here, ever expanding through each awakening heart, ever experiencing more of Itself through the red-hot heat of that highest frequency, Love. It is doing that here, now, and forever. And as we move closer as a species to culling our intriguing and infinite options down to just the final two, then to the ultimate one (the choice to live in Oneness), the Fire indeed burns hotter. And we, at last cooled to the perfect temperature of our still, quiet Heart of Lightness, whisper to ourselves, “Yes; oh yes! Now I know; now I remember. I AM all of this. I AM the One. I Am That, I AM.”

Be still, then, and know.

Today’s post was inspired by a “kinship conversation”. You know the kind. You meet someone at just the right time and the conversation inspires you, heart-to-heart, mind-to-mind, spirit-to-spirit. This was the case today when I met Ginger Meek Allen, a Wake Forest wordsmith, artist, and metalsmith. Yes, she works with Fire, too.